PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

The Odd One


Every day
It's like they're embarrassed and ashamed.
Like they don't want anyone to know
About my existence, and that takes a toll.

 

I'm just a no one, a little kid some might know.
But if I were to pretend to be like all of you,
Then maybe I'll measure up to the standards you hold.

 

I'm awkward and strange.
Popularity is just too far out of my range.
I apologize for my weirdness, but I can't do anything to change it.
If I did all I'm doin is living a lie in a sad dark pit.

 

If me changin who I am is that important,
Then you go find yourself a new puppet.
God made me this way and I ain't changin.
You don't like me? Ok, go find a new conformative friend.

 

My friends are those who don't care what others will say about each other.
We make each other strong and that's what's important.
We tell everyone we meet about our friendship
Not caring if they see it a strange relationship.

 

Oh my sister, when will you see
I only want you not to seem ashamed of me.
You make friends so easily.
I only wish you didn't have to hide me.

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

snwrites

Sarah Nicole is my pen name. I am 19 years old. My poems are about whatever feelings are rushing through me in the moment.

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.